...I googled the home. Yes! They did give tours and they were less than 2 hours outside of London. I could take a day trip.
But they were sold out for the day we arrived. And I couldn't leave earlier because mof a work commitment. And that was the last day until June when the house would be open to the public. I emailed four times. No ticket brokers. No packages. No hotel packages. No waiting lists. I was as plucky and as optimistic as one could be in an email. I dropped "the London Book Fair" as if to suggest I was the more famous Rosemary Harris. To no avail. I reported each failure to my husband and then he surprised me. "I got the tickets. Do you want the house, the gardens and the Egyptian exhibit?" I was flabbergasted. It wasn't clout or a close personal relationship with Prince William.
Read her full experience here at Jungle Red Writers.
Wouldn't we all love a man as good as that?!!